665: C665 Chapter 665

C665 Chapter 665

Bo Ling turned around and saw Chunfeng kneeling on the ground. His face was full of colors. Obviously, he had just been beaten up.

"What's going on..."

Blues's lips twitched. His smile was extremely cold. "You guys are communicating with Luis right under my nose. Do you really think I am blind?"

"Chunfeng, you know better than anyone how I treat you after all these years. Why did you betray me?"

Blues threw the wine glass on the ground. The blanket broke and a scarlet liquid flowed out, soaking the carpet.

Blues walked forward, grabbed Chunfeng's hair and pulled him back.

Chunfeng was forced to look up at him. His eyes were emotionless. He said in a deep voice with no expression, "No reason. I just want to sell you out."

Bo Ling silently gave him a thumbs up. "Brother, awesome!"

Strong enough! Strong enough to be a man!

You are too provocative.

Hearing this, Blues's face became distorted.

"You have really disappointed me!"

"I have carefully nurtured you for so many years, but you have betrayed me! What's so good about Luis? You have betrayed me, and you have even stolen my system! You have really disappointed me! "

Chunfeng lowered his eyes. "I am only loyal to Luis now."

"Good, very good."

Blues laughed and took out a pistol from his waist. He loaded it quickly and aimed at Chunfeng's head.

Bo Ling widened his eyes and turned his head mechanically.

Chunfeng's death was very quiet. He seemed to know that he would not live for long.

His eyebrows twitched. Chunfeng, who was kneeling on the ground, lost his support point and fell heavily to the ground. He closed his eyes.

Blood quickly flowed out and formed a small pool in no time.

Bo Ling's face turned pale.

The next one should be him...

F * ck!

How could he be so unlucky!

"Ka -"

Blues pressed the muzzle of the gun hard on Bo Ling's head, "Speak! What did Luis promise you!?"

So Chunfeng didn't say anything. He didn't say anything even in death. He was a man.

Bo Ling straightened his back. Although he was a little scared, he still said provocatively," Why should I tell you? "

Blues pulled his lips and smiled very viciously. "Do you think that I really don't dare to kill you?"

Bo Ling was expressionless. He raised his chin fearlessly and said, "Kill him."

When he said this, his legs were trembling. Of course, he was afraid of death.

Furthermore, he did not know Blues's indeterminate character.

Bo Ling knew that he might die here today.

At that moment, he thought of many things...

Happy, happy, reluctant...

But in the end...

Why did Luis's face appear in his mind?

He must be crazy to think of Luis!

Blues pointed the gun at Bo Ling's forehead.

Bo Ling felt pain on his forehead, but it would probably hurt more when his head exploded later.

But pain was also a matter of seconds. He would die very soon.

"Crack!"

Blues's finger gradually pulled the trigger.

Bo Ling closed his eyes.

Forget it, let's die.

Although he hadn't had enough of living in this life, he might as well continue living a carefree life in his next life.

The identity of the next life was the most awesome as it was now.

Blues narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at Bo Ling fearlessly. This was completely different from what he had expected.

Bo Ling had always been very timid. Why was he so bold now? He wasn't even afraid of death.

Blues suddenly threw the spear on the ground and laughed.

Bo Ling felt that the thing pressing against his forehead was gone. He slowly opened his eyes.

Blues laughed and stopped laughing. A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes. "Send him to the basement!"

"Take good care of Mr. Bo for me."

The subordinate nodded. "Yes!"

Bo Ling was forced to leave. He said coldly, "Blues, what do you want to do to me?"

Blues smiled in a meaningful way. "You will soon know what I want to do to you."

Bo Ling said, "Go to hell, Blues! Go to hell!"

Blues said, "Then I might not live up to your good intentions!

Bo Ling was forcefully brought to the basement by Blues's men.

It was completely different from the place he had been before. The basement was very damp and dark. Rats would crawl over from time to time and make squeaking noises.

Bo Ling was tied to a cross. His hands and feet could not struggle. He was like a fish on a chopping board, waiting to be slaughtered.

"Pah!"

One of the men held a whip in his hand and whipped Bo Ling's body without any explanation.

He used a lot of strength, and even though he was wearing clothes, blood still oozed out of his body in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The man took a dozen hits in one breath.

Bo Ling could still raise his head, but in the end, he felt a burning pain all over his body. It was as if a ball of fire was burning, and it was about to burn his bones into ashes. His head was hanging down, and his eyes were half-closed. He looked like he was on the verge of death.

"He's not dead, is he?"

The men started talking.

"Master told us not to let him die."

"Hehehehe..."

Bo Ling suddenly laughed. He raised his head with difficulty and smiled coldly. "I am not dead yet. Haven't you eaten yet? So weak? "

"Pah!"

A whip landed on Bo Ling's face.

Bo Ling clenched his teeth and clenched his fists.

The man seemed to be enraged. He soaked the whip in cold water and whipped Bo Ling.

This time, the whip was even colder and more vicious, as if there were countless wild beasts gnawing at his body.

The clothes on Bo Ling's upper body were quickly torn into pieces. His white chest was full of blood.

Bo Ling's vision turned black and he fainted.

"He fainted!"

"Wake him up and bring me the poison! Master has said that he must live a life worse than death!"

"Ci - -"

The man took the high-pressure water gun and sprayed it on Bo Ling's body.

"Cough, cough, cough -"

The unconscious Bo Ling woke up immediately. He felt that his nose was full of water, making him unable to breathe.

The man put down the water gun and took the needle from his subordinate.

There was a pink liquid in the needle. It looked like some kind of terrifying medicine.

Bo Ling could no longer resist. His entire body was drenched, and blood dripped down his chest from time to time.

At this moment, he was like a miserable doll.

The man stabbed the needle into Bo Ling's carotid artery.

"Uh..."1

Bo Ling gritted his teeth and felt a cold liquid flowing into his blood vessels.

The man threw the needle to the ground and waited for the liquid to react in his body.

Bo Ling's breathing gradually became unstable. He felt that his blood was filled with ants, biting, burning, and biting every inch of his nerves.

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